[If the churning sense of not-good-enough still there under the surface is any indication - if the mess of anxiety and the way he attempt to hide it all away, to keep her from seeing it, is any indication - minor might not quite cover it,]
[ That does make her curious, actually. And warmed all the same. Nychta was worried because she didn't want to step over any lines.
But Prim takes her hands again, soft and gentle and inviting. Because maybe that is just how she is, honestly. ]
If you cross any lines, I will tell you. But it was my own fault for withdrawing back then. It wasn't your fault. No lines were crossed back then either.
[ Because she was pulled into herself so much, didn't want to be around people, didn't want...a lot of things. But that's where more healthy coping mechanisms come into play. ]
[ She DID offer a hug, so she steps closer to her.
And gently places her arms around here. Prim is a pro at Buddy Bond, so she's going to attempt to let her warm comforting feelings drift over to Sekhmet. To give her some sort of comfort. ]
[She returns the embrace. Sekhmet is not pro at this so her emotions are pretty unrestrained, a flood of the previous negative feelings and neediness, but also warmth gratitude and embarrassment at breaking down and relying on Prim like this and a bit of crushing and thirstiness
She does seem to have been comforted and soothed.]
[ And of course, because they're bluetooth'd right now. Because of course they have to get into an argument WHILE feeling emotions.
She feels a pang of sadness, and guilt, and anxiety because even if A killed her father, she doesn't think he deserves to be alone. She can't forgive him yet but she doesn't want that for him. ]
I hate that I can't do it! I hate that everything I touch just... falls to shit! I hate that I can't even talk to any of you without the constant anxiety of wondering what I've done and when one of us will remember it!
hurricane
Date: 2020-05-10 06:10 pm (UTC)You don't have to tell me that.
[ Taking his hand. ]
I'd say we're facing a minor fear together right now, wouldn't you?
Re: hurricane
Date: 2020-05-10 06:17 pm (UTC)[If the churning sense of not-good-enough still there under the surface is any indication - if the mess of anxiety and the way he attempt to hide it all away, to keep her from seeing it, is any indication - minor might not quite cover it,]
...yeah. Probly counts.
You, uh. You wanna talk about one of yours, too?
Re: hurricane
Date: 2020-05-10 06:20 pm (UTC)[ and since they're alone. ]
I don't want to ever be viewed as useless. Like I always have been. My worth was always based on how useful I was.
Re: hurricane
Date: 2020-05-10 06:23 pm (UTC)[He takes her hand, gentle. The emotions are some mixture of reassurance, and fondness, and a bright spark on indignation, on her behalf]
You ain't useless, dude. You're awesome.
And even if you were useless, you'd still be awesome just cause you're you.
Re: hurricane
Date: 2020-05-10 08:50 pm (UTC)[ Shuffling her feet a little. ]
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From:nychta
Date: 2020-05-10 06:15 pm (UTC)But Prim takes her hands again, soft and gentle and inviting. Because maybe that is just how she is, honestly. ]
If you cross any lines, I will tell you. But it was my own fault for withdrawing back then. It wasn't your fault. No lines were crossed back then either.
[ Because she was pulled into herself so much, didn't want to be around people, didn't want...a lot of things. But that's where more healthy coping mechanisms come into play. ]
Re: nychta
Date: 2020-05-10 07:38 pm (UTC)You didn't seem sure about the kiss. So I didn't want to pressure you into something else for the sake of a game.
Re: nychta
Date: 2020-05-10 08:51 pm (UTC)Re: nychta
Date: 2020-05-10 09:25 pm (UTC)Re: nychta
Date: 2020-05-10 10:34 pm (UTC)Re: nychta
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From:sekhmet
Date: 2020-05-10 06:19 pm (UTC)And gently places her arms around here. Prim is a pro at Buddy Bond, so she's going to attempt to let her warm comforting feelings drift over to Sekhmet. To give her some sort of comfort. ]
How is that?
Re: sekhmet
Date: 2020-05-11 08:46 pm (UTC)and a bit of crushing and thirstinessShe does seem to have been comforted and soothed.]
...Thank you. Sorry.
Re: sekhmet
Date: 2020-05-13 11:43 pm (UTC)She's hugging her with a little bit of firmness. A sign of, "i am here" and "i am not going anywhere". ]
You have no need to apologize. You are just fine. This is fine.
Re: sekhmet
Date: 2020-05-14 05:55 pm (UTC)But there's gratitude too.]
I don't even know who I am.
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Date: 2020-05-10 06:25 pm (UTC)She feels a pang of sadness, and guilt, and anxiety because even if A killed her father, she doesn't think he deserves to be alone. She can't forgive him yet but she doesn't want that for him. ]
[ P A N I C. ]
Why do you hate the idea so much?
Re: A
Date: 2020-05-10 06:59 pm (UTC)[AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA]
Re: A
Date: 2020-05-10 08:54 pm (UTC)I'm pissed off at you!
[ ok that's step one. ]
But I sure as hell don't want to stand here and let you try to close yourself off!
Re: A
Date: 2020-05-11 12:16 am (UTC)Then what? What do you want from me?
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From:duality
Date: 2020-05-10 06:31 pm (UTC)[ She has heroes never die, so she'd hurt but she wouldn't die?! ]
Truth or dare is fun, but maybe too revealing. We could replay memories?
Re: duality
Date: 2020-05-10 07:08 pm (UTC)I'm fine with that.
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Date: 2020-05-10 08:54 pm (UTC)Re: duality
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From:eclipse
Date: 2020-05-10 06:35 pm (UTC)I don't know what I would do if Buddy bOnd was this constant. Probably get emotional overload.
Re: eclipse
Date: 2020-05-11 06:53 am (UTC)Re: eclipse
Date: 2020-05-13 11:40 pm (UTC)